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 Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 9:40 am
 She knew it was close. Of course she did. The pain between her back legs was enough to put on the ground inside their den and panting. She'd cry out every now and then, but she always squeezed her eyes shut tight, as if it would help any at all.
From the time Chagrin pointed out she was pregnant, till now, the wolfess had been growing bigger and bigger, eating more than what she used to and slept a lot more. Her mother had told her that part was normal for a pregnant female, and that she'd get more and more irritated. There were a few things that annoyed her that usually didn't; waking up to Chagrin not being next to her. The taste of quail made her gag now. She shouldn't be picky, Myrle knew. But she couldn't exactly go hunting with her mate now, could she?
She laid there, on the cool dirt, a leg propped up against anything she could find. Right now it was the wall of the den. Her body shook as she felt the first of the splitting pains that made her howl out for her mate. He should be outside the den, but she wanted him here with her. So she could blame him for everything that was happening to her.
If he came or not, something did. With several hard pushes, the first pup slid out in a bloody mass. Instinct took over her then, and she twisted around to free the pup of the slimy sack that covered it. After she did, she licked the pup clean, listening to his gasping breath and little whimpers, hen nosed it to her stomach to nurse. When that little, toothless mouth found a n****e, she let out a soft sigh, looking around frantically for her mate before the next wave.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 1:27 pm
The male paced the outside of the den, it was so rare that other wolves ever passed by their home, but all the same his instincts overtook him and he was pacing, pacing, pacing. Hackles raised, panting not from the heat but that the nerves that were driving him crazy. It wasn't his place to be in the den with Myrle, even though he longed to be by her side, someone had to do his job out here; keeping watch.
He listened to her whimpering and cries of pain. Each one making him wince, almost sensing what was occurring within her, but never really knowing the true extent of her pain. When she called out to him he dashed into the, nearly falling over his own paws, stumbling he stuck himself by his mates side, licking her face, whispering to her.
"It's alright, Love, I'm here...I'm here." he whined at her. She looked terrible in so much pain, he wished he could make this a painless process for her, but he knew that was against all means of nature. He watched her pup and strain and when the first pup slid out his heart skipped a beat. He watched her clean the pup, sniffing at it; a male, a little male. "It's a boy Myrle, a boy." he proclaimed, wagging his tail, almost afraid it would fly off it he kept it up. But he knew there was more to come...he prayed all safely.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 1:40 pm
So it was a boy that she'd birthed first. Chagrin had a son! She had a son. But deep down, Myrle prayed for a little girl. Would she get one next? She knew it wasn't finished, her birth process. "A b-boy...." She gasped out, a faint smile appearing on her muzzle.
It didn't last long, however. That splitting pain came again, worse than the first time. Was this one bigger? She howled out again, her body twisting into a ball to try to easy the pain she was in. It brought her closer to the first born and she tried to hold back the pained whimpers. To no avail, however. A few more pushes and another male came into the world. Repeating the cleaning process, she nosed the boy to her stomach, right beside the first one and panted again, ears pressed to her head. How bad she wanted to just sleep. But she felt more in there. How many more...? she thought to herself, looking up to her mate helplessly.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 2:02 pm
He licked at her face again, "Everything is going to be fine, you're doing wonderfully!" he whined at her. He was anxious for the next pup, he wanted a little girl, just as she did. Hes shifted from paw the paw, over and over again, unable to keep still at all. His nerves were getting the best of him again, his tail sunk between his leg as his mate began to push again.
He nuzzled her whining, watching, waiting, would this be their little girl?
No, the second pup emerged, darker in color, more like Myrle but the his colors can into play, his spots, all over the pups shoulder. "Another boy." he said, pleased, but slightly disheartened. Would there still be a chance for a girl? He prayed, just one girl, just one.
He watched Myrle begin to strain again, another, there was another on the way! Three pups?! How many had they been blessed with? He wondered he retook his positin to comfort his mate, licking at her face, urging her one, feeding her strength through his words.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 2:50 pm
The contractions started yet again and left her breathless this time. She felt the licks, but didn't pay them any mind, the pain was lessening for but a second before she closed her eyes and breathed. With the deep breath she felt a third pup slip from her and onto the dirt. Frantically, she twisted again, cleaned it and examined the pup as she brought it to her stomach to feed. Three puppies were whimpering, pressing their little paws into her stomach.
Two boys and... a girl! There was her baby girl! It was dark, just like herself, a pretty chocolate color with faint markings. They were dark, so what color they really were, she didn't know. "A girl.." She breathed out, gray eyes glistening as she nuzzled the three. "A girl, Chagrin..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 3:01 pm
Chagrin spun in a circle at the sight of the little female, she was much smaller than her brothers, but all the same they had their girl! Dark like her mother, but the pattern on her back was the same color as himself. He couldn't see it in the dim light of the den but she held his spots around her hackles, a marking even around her front paw reminiscent of the scars on his forepaws.
He nuzzled Myrle. "Our little girl!" he whined, tail aflutter again. He couldn't be more proud at the moment of their beautiful litter, all healthy and nursing of Myrle. Was there more? He had never imagines a littler of more than two, but could there be another? His mind briefly touched a worry of whether they would be able to take care of such a litter. But now was not the time to dwell on such things, they had been given so far 3 beautiful pups.
He laid in the dirt next to his mate nuzzling her, "Three beautiful, healthy pups Myrle!" he said. He would need to hunt in the morning to feed Myrle, she would need all the nutrition she could get having to feed the pups. But his mind couldn't let it go, a girl, their little girl, daddy's little Princess.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 3:08 pm
It wasn't over. She could feel more pain coming and this one hurt just as bad as the first one had. Maybe it was because she hadn't been paying to much attention; since she was focused on her three current ones. Had she somehow blocked the pain for the first little girl? With a quiver and an echoing howl, Myrle spasmed hard and gasping for air. It hurt too bad to comprehend that there was a fourth that slid from her, quickly followed by the after birth.
Once the pain had subsided to at least a hard ache, Myrle twisted around and looked, licking the pup clean and taking care of the afterbirth. She examined this pup as well. It had two different colors too it. Sniffing it as she scooted it to her stomach, it was another little girl. Two girls. Two boys. A total of four pups were here.
Myrle was in a daze as she laid her head back down on the den floor, panting hard and licking her muzzle. Her mouth tasted coppery and not too pleasant, really. What she wouldn't give for water right now, but she wouldn't say anything out loud. "Two girls..... Two wonderful boys and two little girls..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 5:12 pm
He couldn't believe it, another! Four, four pups...he never could have imagined such a large litter. He whined and laid back his ears as Myrle gave it her all. This had to be the last one, and then Myrle could rest, and he would hunt then. The hare would be out and he could catch at least one for Myrle, she would need it to help give her back some energy.
He watches anxiously as the last pup came into their world, as Myrle cleaned his heart did another skip-beat, another female! Two girl and Two boys, what a perfect litter. "They are perfect Myrle, absolutely perfect." he yipped, wagging his tail, licking at her face again. "We could not have asked for a more beautiful litter, and you did a wonderful job." he whined.
He nosed at each of the pups, he hadn't counted on needing to name so many. He nosed at the dark female, "Aranel..." he smiled licking the little pup. He then turned to the darker male licking him. "and Numair." he said looking to Myrle to name the other two. One of each to name for the both of them.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 2:37 pm
Despite her needing sleep, she indulged her mate and gave a tired little smile, huffing softly and stretching out carefully. Though she did wince because of that lingering pain. Her eyes closed despite herself and she pondered for a minute. She knew one name. "Jayel.... The last little girl.... And.... Kazim..." she whispered softly, nodding slowly.
"I'm.... just gunna rest for a while," she said, yawning wider and looked up at her mate with one eye, giving him a smile. "Night...." With that, the new mother was quickly dead to the world.
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